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section of wood that was next to him and I
twitched as our hips and thighs touched, the twitch turned to a gasp as he put
his left arm around me and pulled me against his hard body. He started the
engine and gripped the rudder with his right hand. ‘My body heat will help keep
some warmth in. I hope you’ve packed some more appropriate clothing for your
stay.’
    ‘I have, thank you.’ I was desperately trying not to
lean in and feel his jumper against my cheek. He smelled of deep musky spice
and laundry powder, so clean and fresh and I took the opportunity to look at
his left hand, which was clutching my shoulder and smiled, no wedding ring. This
twenty-eight day break was turning out to be amazing already. The boat skimmed
across the small waves making their way across the loch, and I could see lights
up ahead on the shoreline of the island. As we got closer I saw a very modern
wood and stone two storey building, the entire front of which was glass. It
seemed most of the lights were on as it was glowing and looked so inviting.
‘Who lives there?’ I asked as I nodded in that direction.
    ‘You,’ he laughed, as if I was stupid for asking.
    ‘What?’ I looked at him puzzled.
    ‘That’s the house you rented for the month.’
    ‘O God,’ I exclaimed as I looked up at him. ‘There’s
been a horrible mix up, I rented a small white boathouse, I wouldn’t be able to
afford a place like that.’
    ‘You weren’t told?’ he asked as he looked down at
me.
    ‘Told what?’
    ‘The owner was going to continue renting out the
boathouse, but decided that the house would get better rental income. He made
the decision after you’d already made your payment, so he’s letting you have
the house for the price of the boathouse. He really should have let you know.’
    ‘That’s really generous of him, but I can’t
accept, that would be inappropriate as that house looks like it would be
seriously expensive. I’m more than happy to stay in the boathouse.’
    ‘Then you’ll be sharing my bed,’ he smiled before
looking back up at the water in front of us.
    ‘I ... I’m sorry, did you … I thought you just …’
    ‘I’m living in the boathouse, so I can service
your needs while you stay.’
    ‘But that sort of care, it’s too much, I can’t
afford that.’
    ‘All part of the service, I told you the owner was
more than happy to accommodate you given you’d already paid.’
    ‘Wow,’ I huffed. This was turning out to be a real
change in my fortunes. I felt my stomach flutter as he slowed the boat down and
pulled up alongside the jetty and I looked at the quaint little house I’d
fallen in love with online. I was slightly disappointed to know that I’d never
fulfil my image of curling up on the large comfy sofa in front of the wood
burner with my mulled wine and the small tree, but hell, if I got to live in
the house I could see further up the shoreline I was good with that. It looked seriously
swank. I accepted his hand as he helped me out of the boat and leaned over to
grab my case.
    ‘Follow me and I’ll get you settled in and give
you a guided tour of all the rooms and show you how the heat in the bedroom
works.’
    ‘The. Heat. In. The. Bedroom?’ I virtually
stuttered.
    ‘ Hmmm ,’ he agreed, his lips vibrating in a
way that made me long for him to murmur like that between my thighs. ‘It takes
some very gentle coaxing to get it from cold to scorching hot.’ He gave me a
hint of a smile, those sexy lips just lifting in the corners. I gulped and
looked down at my feet as my whole body screamed at me to jump on him and have
wild jetty sex. I shivered with anticipation and he frowned and set my case
down. I gulped again as he reached down and grabbed the hem of his sweater and
lifted it straight up over his head. I clamped my lips shut to stop the moan of
appreciation that bubbled up from my throat. He was wearing a white t-shirt
underneath which lifted slightly as he pulled, giving me a sneak